I sort of only remember one particularly gruesome episode of my dreams last night where I and other people I knew were staying in a hotel in the countryside and there were decapitations happening and bodies being cooked in a woodstove afterward. There was an employee of the hotel who was explaining this to us and kept making these buzzing saw sounds in description. For some reason, I didn’t suspect that he was the culprit right away, but after a while it became clear that it was him, and everyone wanted to get out but we didn’t leave for some reason, but luckily I woke up before a similar fate befell anyone I knew.

I don’t remember that much when I fell back asleep after that except that I was playing some kind of virtual-reality game hosted on that took me into a creepy house where I went into a wide room and found a pan on a table, and when I touched the pan there were all sorts of creepy results, but I don’t remember them. All in a all a winner of a night.


  1. throughcomposed
    Posted June 17, 2006 at 6:38 pm | Permalink | Reply

    I would never have believed A Woodstove capable of such atrocities!

  2. Posted June 17, 2006 at 7:43 pm | Permalink | Reply

    Bill Moyers begged him not to do it, but A Woodstove was not to be stopped from cookin’ heads.

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